Gao Leng's opponent is actually my clay plastic powder

"Clean up quickly, Xiao Wang is at the door to pick you up." The manager on the other side of the phone spoke decisively and could not be refuted.

Meng Shuyao lay on the soft bed, covered her head with the quilt in an evasive way, and said in a muffled voice, "...Oh, I see."

He Jing was satisfied and finally hung up the phone.

There was a knock on the door, and Su Lan raised her voice and asked, "Does the baby want to eat fruit? Don't bore yourself, you've been staying in the room all morning."

Meng Shuyao pulled the quilt off his head and said weakly, "Come here."

Su Lan said: "Then come down quickly, didn't you say you were going to work later?"

"Understood." Meng Shuyao responded.

Su Lan got a response, and went downstairs without saying anything.Meng Shuyao was the only one left on the second floor again.

Today, I had already signed a contract to shoot a two-person magazine, and there is no way to go back on it. Unless the photographer or the magazine has an emergency, it is possible to postpone it.

But it's useless to postpone it, what should come will always come.

After the double magazine, there will be double advertisements, live broadcasts, interviews...

The trailer for the first part of "Zhan the Dragon" has been released, and it will soon enter the promotional period. Meng Shuyao's schedule also deliberately left this section empty, just to cooperate with the crew.

He stared at the magazine introduction sent by He Jing on his mobile phone, and wanted to escape very hopelessly.There are two names written side by side clearly written in black and white on it, making it impossible to ignore.

The moment Meng Shuyao saw those three words, she looked back quickly as if she had been burned.

Three days have passed, he returned to Xingjing from the filming location, and He Jing gave him two days off to rest.

Meng Shuyao couldn't even remember how he ended the shooting of the variety show and how he returned home.

It stands to reason that he usually spends such a short vacation in his own apartment, but as soon as he thinks of the new neighbor who moved across the street, Meng Shuyao doesn't even think about it, and asks Xiao Wang to send him back as if to escape. home.

The messages received intermittently on WeChat have not yet been answered. Meng Shuyao seems to have read it, but doesn't know how to reply.

Suddenly, he clicked on the dialog box again.

The last sentence was sent at ten o'clock this morning: I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it that day, I will apologize to you in person for the shooting this afternoon, if you still want to come.

Looking at these words, Meng Shuyao could almost imagine what Song Yuzhou looked like when he sent them.

He had thick long eyelashes hanging down, his white and translucent face was pinkish, his red lips were biting a little bit, the soft flesh around him was a little white, and it sank with the curvature of his teeth, his expression was slightly annoyed, and he looked a little pitiful.

In this room where there was no one but him, another figure seemed to emerge out of thin air, and he couldn't escape it.

The phone rang again, Meng Shuyao was startled, and quickly answered the call.

This time, Su Lan called from the landline downstairs, telling him to go down and eat some fruit.

Meng Shuyao answered indiscriminately, then hung up the phone.The screen of the phone returned to the WeChat interface, and he suddenly realized what he was looking at. He hurriedly closed WeChat and locked the screen of the phone, as if he was about to destroy the body after doing something bad.

When I went downstairs, I saw Su Lan sitting on the sofa, with a plate of cut fruit on the coffee table in front of her.It took him a long time to get down. Su Lan swallowed a piece of apple and asked him strangely: "What are you doing up there? Why did it take so long to get down?"

Meng Shuyao knew in his heart that his mother was just asking casually, but he still couldn't help feeling guilty and vaguely ambiguous the question, and then said: "Mom, Xiao Wang has come to pick me up, I just received a message from him saying that I am at the door, and I am going out. "

"Okay." Although Su Lan was very reluctant, she couldn't stop Meng Shuyao from working, so she could only tell him, "Go home and live when you are free, don't always stay in your own small apartment, where Where is home comfortable?"

Meng Shuyao knew very well that Su Lan would definitely not let her go if she didn't agree to come down, so she nodded obediently: "Got it, Mom, I'll definitely come back when I'm free."

Before Su Lan could continue, he stuffed a blue grape into his mouth, and hurried out: "Okay, mom, I really have to go, bye!"

"Hey, you kid..." Su Lan was still unhappy, but seeing how anxious he was even putting on his shoes, she finally said, "Forget it, you have to take good care of yourself when you live alone."

"Know it!"

Arriving at the downstairs of the building where the magazine was shot, Meng Shuyao took a deep breath, constantly brainwashing herself that "it was an accident, it was an accident" while pressing the elevator upstairs.

However, it was such a coincidence that when the elevator stopped in the lobby on the first floor, someone walked in.

Meng Shuyao looked up, and met Song Yuzhou's gaze unexpectedly.

"..." He only glanced at it, and immediately looked down at the phone, as if he had suddenly become very interested.

Song Yuzhou opened his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but because there were other people here, and Meng Shuyao didn't want to communicate for the time being, he could only give up.

For the first time, Meng Shuyao felt that it was so long from the first floor to the 16th floor.

"Ding Dong".

Before the elevator door was fully opened, Meng Shuyao couldn't wait to walk out, walking quickly all the way, and followed the signs into the bathroom.

He closed the door of the compartment with his backhand, and his beating heart finally showed signs of calming down.

Even if you have to go out in the end, let's hide for a while first!

At worst, pretend to be amnesia!

Meng Shuyao was still figuring out how to successfully shoot magazine posters without talking to Song Yuzhou, but the next second he heard his familiar voice stop outside the cubicle door.

"Remote." He called out.

After Song Yuzhou opened his mouth, Meng Shuyao didn't respond. After waiting for a long time, he realized later that he didn't know when he started calling him by his nickname.

I don't know if I walked too fast, but the temperature on my cheeks kept rising.

"Yaoyao," Song Yuzhou yelled again. He seemed to have considered it for a while before continuing, "What happened that day..."

As soon as he spoke, Meng Shuyao interrupted: "I know! You don't need to say it! It was an accident!" His tone was quick and urgent, "I, I'll go to the studio later, you don't have to wait for me .”

This is tactfully asking Song Yuzhou to leave.

Meng Shuyao waited in the cubicle for a long time, but he didn't hear Song Yuzhou's footsteps leaving, but heard his deep voice again: "I'm really sorry, I just want to apologize to you in person."

There was no movement in the bathroom.

"Today's filming has already signed a contract, so there is no way not to come. I'm sorry, for future work, if possible, I will try my best." Song Yuzhou paused, but continued, "I will try to avoid you."

"I'm sorry." He said again, "Then I'll go first."

Song Yuzhou suppressed the pain in his chest, fisted his hands at the side, and took a step back slowly, intending to leave here.

"Crash".

The door of the compartment was pushed open forcefully, and it hit the wall with a crisp sound.

Meng Shuyao turned his head away from Song Yuzhou, but he said, "That's not what I meant."

"That's, that's..." he said while feeling very ashamed, "I just feel a little sudden..."

He took a breath, and spoke quickly, "I didn't mean to blame you, nor did I want to continue to cooperate with the crew's promotion, you don't have to."

Meng Shuyao looked up at Song Yuzhou's dim eyes, and continued, "It's not because I'm angry that I didn't reply to your message on WeChat, but I just don't know how to reply."

Song Yuzhou was startled.

Then he said almost impatiently, "Aren't you angry?"

"I haven't." Although Meng Shuyao felt that it was strange for them to stand in the bathroom and say these things, when he remembered Song Yuzhou's distraught look when he opened the door and came out, he explained unconsciously, "I just didn't react all of a sudden. "

Song Yuzhou looked at him without blinking, as if he hadn't expected this at all, and was stunned.

Looking at him like this, Meng Shuyao felt the uneasiness in his heart slowly fade away. He pursed his lips and smiled: "Are you so surprised?"

Song Yuzhou still didn't speak, Meng Shuyao rolled his eyes and asked him: "Why don't you speak, what are you thinking?"

"I was thinking about how to take you to the hot spring." Song Yuzhou blurted out without thinking.

As soon as the words came out, both of them froze.

The day after the recording of the variety show ended, Song Yuzhou sent a message to Meng Shuyao to apologize, and said that he had booked a room in the hot spring hotel that Meng Shuyao said he wanted to go, and asked him if he wanted to go.

Meng Shuyao's mind was in a mess at the time, so he never replied.

He didn't expect that Song Yuzhou was thinking about this problem when he didn't speak, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"I..." Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Yuzhou thought he was unwilling, so he remedied it with a stiff expression, "It just so happened that the manager said that he had arranged a job for me, so it's not convenient for me to go there."

Meng Shuyao still didn't speak, Song Yuzhou paused for a while, and then said: "I didn't mean to force you, if you don't want to, then don't go. It doesn't matter."

"Or, or you go alone, after all, I have already booked the room." He lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly, but he also knew that it would not be too good.

After a while, Meng Shuyao suddenly laughed.

He took a step forward, with a smile on his lips: "Oh, I didn't say no."

Before Song Yuzhou could speak, Meng Shuyao continued: "But you can say no, so do you want me to go?" He said deliberately, "If you don't want me to go, I won't add anything to you. trouble."

"No." Song Yuzhou quickly denied it. He looked at Meng Shuyao who was smiling at him vividly, paused, and said softly, "I don't want you to come."

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Less today, more tomorrow!

The next chapter arranges for Xiao Song and Yaoyao to soak in the hot springs, hey, the mist is lingering, the man is lonely, nothing can be justified if nothing happens!